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Chapter 319

Leave "Park MoonDae" alone?

So...whether he disappears or not, just go back to the point where I was winning the Daesang and continue to live as a member of TeSTAR.

Now, there is no need to talk to Park MoonDae anymore to understand the principles of the system. He did not seem to know anything.

I have done my best, so I will stop worrying about it and concentrate on the idol life that I have been developing for years.

"..."

I won't deny it.

Besides being ruthless, it sounded plausible when I heard it. Because I came to admit that the life I lived in that body was also my own.

'However...'

I took a deep breath and relaxed my fists.

"I don't think so."

"..."

CheongRyu stopped drumming his fingers on the table.

"Of course, what I experienced with Park MoonDae's body is my experience. I did it."

"Yes, then..."

"But the body is another story."

I leaned back.

"Just because I've used it for years doesn't necessarily mean it's mine. Park MoonDae's life history and growth is all he's been through."

"..."

"Coincidentally, that was helpful to me."

If 'Park MoonDae' had not lived properly, it would have been difficult to win the first place so dramatically. And even if his story had been revealed after he debuted, it would have quickly become a memory of the past.

CheongRyu stared at me.

"Did you ever think that you would have succeeded faster if you had done it with your original body?"

"I haven't tried it, so I can't guarantee it. And first of all, this is a problem that has nothing to do with achievement."

I smiled.

"Park MoonDae has the right to live in his own body. Don't deviate from the topic."

"..."

He kept looking at me silently for a while until he opened his mouth again.

"Well, if that's what you want, are you going to quit your career, hoobae-nim?"

"I never said I would quit."

"Well, then?"

I crossed my arms.

"We have to come to an agreement."

Now that his status abnormalities are over, I'll listen to what he wants and we'll coordinate.

It's not that I can't...do it all over again.

"I'm just saying I won't eat it all, wipe my mouth and leave."

"I don't understand. You don't have to consider it that much."

TL/N: What GunWoo said is interpreted as "it's not like I'm going to take advantage of the benefits of using his body and not contact him or offer him my help anymore." "Wiping your mouth" is "pretending not to know anything".

I shrugged.

"Well...I guess I've grown fond of him."

"..."

In other words, since I've been sharing how "Park MoonDae" has been doing for the past few years for several days in a row, that's what happened because I'm a human.

'How do I make this bastard give up? It's kind of funny to believe that I will follow his intentions.'

At that moment, the guy sitting across from me took his hand off the table with no expression on his face.

"Do you have affection for him?"

"Yes."

"I didn't expect that to weigh the same as your accomplishments."

I put my glasses back on.

"Try to measure two things from which you couldn't choose just one...For example, change my words to your career and your dog and think about it."

"..."

"Isn't it easier for you to live with both now than when you gave up one because of considerations you previously thought necessary for your career?"

Woof!

The dog under the table barked just in time. CheongRyu reflexively reached down.

I could see the dog rubbing the tip of his nose against his hand.

"I'm also going to deal with the situation with the goal of making both of them well."

"..."

CheongRyu kept his mouth closed with a mysterious expression. It seemed as if he was turning something over in his head that he didn't know whether it was a calculation or a thought.

'He must have been surprised.'

I thought this bastard would suggest that I think it through so he could eliminate a rival idol.

'Maybe I'm overthinking it, but I really gave him an honest opinion.'

I ended up adding briefly.

"Anyway...thanks for recognizing that TeSTAR's Park MoonDae is me."

"..."

I admit, after hearing all this crap and he still acknowledged me, it didn't feel bad.

He paused for a moment, then smiled bitterly.

"Yes. Well, then, so be it."

No, I take back what I said. I'm getting annoyed because it feels like he's doing me a big favor by thinking that.

CheongRyu pulled his hand away from his dog.

"That's too bad. I was willing to help just in case."

Don't tell me this bastard was trying to help bury Park MoonDae's original body.

'It would be wasting the career of an idol of a top group.'

I changed the subject to forget this guy's useless indulgence.

"Then call me tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?"

"I guess you'll have to check who will be in this body after today."

"Hmm."

"Don't do useless things."

To avoid an unexpected situation, I was going to leave a note for "Park MoonDae" to listen carefully and remember the voice I heard when he called and ignore it from now on.

CheongRyu shrugged his shoulders.

"It's okay, I'll contact your other body, so wait."

"You don't need to do that..."

Wait.

I remembered the phone call I received from this guy out of the blue one day in November.

"Hmm...I was wondering if you had something to tell me."

And the next words.

"Not yet?"

"..."

Looking back at the date, today is the day before that call.

'I see.'

Now I get it. This bastard contacted me knowing the situation at the time.

'But he didn't mention it once and wiped his mouth until I won the Daesang.'

Whether useful or not, he's an unpredictable bastard. I clicked my tongue and stood up.

"Are you leaving already?"

"Yes."

The conversation was over, and since we hadn't solved the case, I thought of looking for more traces of Park MoonDae, even physical traces.

"Okay, bye. I'll get back to you tomorrow."

It felt a little strange that I had already received that call.

"Okay."

I finished the conversation with CheongRyu and returned to the officetel.

When I arrived, I started the search right away.

'There must be something.'

There was no sign.

There were no traces of anyone living in the officetel, perhaps because I was stuck studying at a boarding school. Only the dormitory was littered with traces of his hobby everywhere.

TeSTAR albums and MDs.

TL/N: "MD" is "merchandise".

They were neatly tucked away in various drawers that I hadn't opened before because I had been chatting with him the whole time.

'Did you go to a concert again?'

I even found the MD from the world tour I did earlier this year.

"Looks like you had a good time."

I smiled and put them back away. It didn't feel bad to have been used to relieve the stress in this guy's life from exams.

But the situation remained the same.

I still don't know the whereabouts of "Park MoonDae," and all I could confirm was the calendar entry on the phone.

Day when I will meet hyung!

"..."

No special schedules and no registered social media accounts. Other than keeping an eye on TeSTAR, I think he was just studying.

I tried to see his "status window" several times, but nothing showed up. I only got "receiving reward."

"Huu."

Is that all?

Finally, around midnight, I sat down on the couch and started writing notes.

When I came in, you weren't there, so I decided to leave you something written. First of all, congratulations on passing, you have worked hard...

Since the phone call was set to be recorded, I finished arranging other things, from not meeting or revealing additional information after recognizing CheongRyu's voice, to how to contact me in December.

And suddenly...midnight came.

Daeng–

I'm lying on the sofa.

A chime sounded low in a corner.

'He sure changed his watch.'

After briefly thinking "I think it was also a concert MD," I felt the unconditional sleep take over me.

Soon senses and thoughts disappeared. As usual these days.

Daeng–

Again a chime was heard.

'Wait.'

I'm recognizing and thinking at this moment.

'I'm coming back.'

I don't know what happened, but I feel like I was interrupted when I was falling asleep...

"Hyung!"

"...!"

I got up.

I was still in the officetel. Still, there was something strange.

"It's nice to see you again, hyung...!"

There was a strange looking guy sitting on the floor in front of the sofa where I was lying down.

Strangely, he looks like me, but not exactly the same...

"Park MoonDae."

When his name was called, he smiled awkwardly.

"Yes...I'm not sure if I can be called by that name."

I can guess why he said that. This guy seemed to have partially mixed Ryu GunWoo's appearance with Park MoonDae's and arranged it to appear to be a little over 20 years old.

'Did you get that as a new body?'

Maybe it's because of the dream, but it's giving me a headache. I got up from the couch pressing my temples.

"That's your name, though."

"That...You use that name too. And I don't know whether to use hyung's name...Ah, then please call me "KeunDal"!"

It sounds like a name that would only come out of a game show, but let it be whatever he wants. I nodded my head and got straight to the point.

"What's going on right now?"

It's an unexpected situation, but I think it's weird.

The guy in front of me walked over to the terrace blinds with a slightly nervous expression.

And he manipulated them.

"Oh, first of all...look at this."

Wiiing.

The blinds opened, and what I saw was...

"...!"

The sun, which was setting outside the window.

But not the usual color, the feeling of golden, purple and red sunlight mixing together, and the sound of an orgel somewhere.

It was something I knew.

"It's a scene from the "Magical Boy" teaser and both hyung and I must be very impressed. This is "materializing"."

"...Materializing?"

"Yes."

The boy laughed awkwardly.

"This...is from your imagination."

"...!"

"So, it's not real, it's just an image created by your mind, that's...!"

"Stop, I know."

"Okay."

You can understand it as a state similar to the state of reverie I had when I was in a coma.

And I also realized why he was behaving like that. It seems like our consciousnesses got mixed up when I was living as "Ryu GunWoo."

I've experienced all kinds of things.

I held back a sigh.

The boy laughed awkwardly.

"Hyung, you really know everything?"

Actually, I said that because there are so many things I don't know that I feel like I'm going crazy.

"It's not like that. Rather, you seem to be familiar with this situation."

"..."

"So...were you here the whole time today? No, yesterday?"

The real Park MoonDae Park, "KeunDal," who was sitting on the ground, answered seriously.

"Yes."

I knew it.

"And it wasn't just yesterday."

"What?"

"Hyung, I...I've been pressing "Accept Sync" while overcoming my status abnormalities."

I remember. Every time I accepted, "Cumulative Completion" came out and made us feel uncomfortable.

"Turns out it was syncing with the time I spent with hyung."

"With me?"

"Yes."

"I don't remember that."

"They were memories from a different point of view."

KeunDal rubbed his palms against his thighs with a nervous face, then said quietly.

He said something unexpected.

"Hyung, about that, I want to apologize first."

"What?"

"The reason why you suffered so much, hyung...actually, it's because of me."

"..."

"Hyung...when you went into a coma, I got the wrong idea."

He slowly began to explain the situation that happened at that time.

"I was told that you would probably never wake up again, so...I went to clean your house, hyung. Then, I knew."

Following those words, thoughts of the time he lived began to enter my head as if I heard his voice directly.

"This is..."

It was the camera I used.

And among the data that I didn't delete from there, there were some videos that I uploaded to the account "gun1234."

And this guy, who was organizing the room, seems to have recognized them right away.

The mental shock was very decisive.

"W-what should I do...?"

"At that moment...I must have been too heartbroken. Hyung had been helping me from then until now, but there was nothing I could do to help you, and on top of that I thought you were going to die soon..."

"..."

"Then, when I was coming back after organizing the luggage, I accidentally leaned on the railing of the outside staircase with garbage in my hand. I didn't think..."

It was a cheap studio type room in such an old building that I thought the railing looked dangerous every time I went outside for a smoke.

"But the railing couldn't overcome my weight and collapsed..."

Of all things, when this guy was at his most confused, that broke.

PING!

At the worst possible time.

"Actually, until now I thought maybe I would have broken a leg...I didn't tell you because I thought you might worry. But maybe...I was about to shit myself at that instant."

I almost bit my tongue, but his story still wasn't over.

"So the system must have been wrong."

"Wrong?"

"This system makes wishes come true based on the thoughts one has just before one dies."

KeunDal swallowed.

"I...wanted hyung to live a long and happy life in good conditions, but he was in a coma on the verge of death like me...A mistake happened. The system mistook the target."

"...!"

"Instead of me, my hyung went back to the past and lived with my body...!"

"Ugh..."

I remembered waking up in a dirty motel room.

But I saw that memory...from my point of view...

"I think, during the process, I merged with the system...I guess I still had a little bit of ego left. It's like a behavior that needs to be corrected."

And I realized.

This guy used the word "system" as if it was something normal.

...When I was the only one who defined it as such, a word I had never explained to anyone.

I could barely open my mouth.

"...Status window."

He nodded.

"That's right."

"..."

"Then, I...am your status window, hyung."

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